Haxsaw (feat. Cozy)
No court case we don't show face
That Bally up when the sun set
The pressure on you like pascal
I light the zoot Im no rasta
They chinged your man you're like Y!? He's like damn they got bro Z too
Now all Opps cheffing man up too
Don't move hard like the drums on you
I pick sticks and I beat on you (beat beat)
Chef man up then I burn my zoot (chef, chef, chef)
Indicator for the flipping (flipping)
Crock pot we still whipping (okay)
Sedimenting when I spit them bars
Seventeen years when they locked his bars
Nino sold ram a pound of craw
Alfie.S never let me down
Bun it, pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek, hell nah
Go on my knees for a fed or gyal (never)
I'll never forget that day I seen the news
About them couple jurats that came on endz
And left in wet clothes looking all red
Bun it, pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek, hell nah
Go on my knees for a fed or gyal (never)
I'll never forget that day I seen the news
About them couple jurats that came on endz
And left in wet clothes looking all red
I just done me a work out, tryna work out where the fuck my paigons went
I could've caught me a case round there now back round there tryna do it again (again)
One got cheffed, the other two left (dickhead)
And didn't once look back for their friend (ughh)
Fuck the bando, get the bankrolls - the life I live is no pretend
I tend to pull it back and let it bend, bend
Bend your back baby, dig it (dig it)
Buss' her open & do her friend, (mm hmm)
If her friend say she ain't with it, is it
Grab your bag and grab your friend (get out)
Wha di rass you ain't even peng
Don't come back doing up beg friend (dread)
Bro O got Cali packs there for the lighting, (suu suu!) roll two in a coo zoot
Turn man funny, Mike Myers (ha ha) and it aint a joke, you know
Cozy ain't one for lying (no no)
Backstrap the zoot, boo
Soar higher than planes, no flying!
(Soar higher than planes, no flying)
Bun it, pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek, hell nah
Go on my knees for a fed or gyal (never)
I'll never forget that day I seen the news
About them couple jurats that came on endz
And left in wet clothes looking all red
Pass it (pass)
I'll be lying if I said it
To a dirty hoe if she filthy (no way)
Them drugs they better than bitches (on clive!)
Hit the next shipment and it's all clean
Inadvertently we make thee' pees
She acting bookey so I burned that bridge (how?)
I'll be crazy if I cheffed that neek (splash)
Cause I got "luko" with the TW face hat
And he gon grab man for free
When you see your girl in the snaps of the bando
Know she getting no Ds for free
If you're Harry McGuire
My retaliation rate makes me Thierry Henry
Cause I sold 14 packs in Paris
Now your bro a blimey statistic
I don't wanna get pissed off in the club
It's why we smoking all day on the clock
Plug named abdi, 2 flat kilos still on the run
Lace dress undone, same one you copped her
She moved to me
Pushing Qs on the low?
How you gonna lie about being active
Bun it, pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek, hell nah
Go on my knees for a fed or gyal (never)
I'll never forget that day I seen the news
About them couple jurats that came on endz
And left in wet clothes looking all red
Left him back that's man down (down)
Knicked a dove of his man
wanna come down thats part of the plan
You ain never gonna seen me with a clown (clown)
Turks with cakes that's where I be (free)
EB trapped and he made them pees (rah)
Proff weren't green so I told em leave
We fried your man but you got the greaze (big smoke)
10 bag for the put down (down)
See sugar moving mad
I'ma buss a cap in his boy 'fore his drinks gone down, (on, God)
Then he knows I'm mad
Leaving him with something mores like a story that's his life
Then we'll roll like poly olly
nigga that's on Clive
Bun it, pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek, hell nah
Go on my knees for a fed or gyal (never)
I'll never forget that day I seen the news
About them couple jurats that came on endz
And left in wet clothes looking all red
That Bally up when the sun set
The pressure on you like pascal
I light the zoot Im no rasta
They chinged your man you're like Y!? He's like damn they got bro Z too
Now all Opps cheffing man up too
Don't move hard like the drums on you
I pick sticks and I beat on you (beat beat)
Chef man up then I burn my zoot (chef, chef, chef)
Indicator for the flipping (flipping)
Crock pot we still whipping (okay)
Sedimenting when I spit them bars
Seventeen years when they locked his bars
Nino sold ram a pound of craw
Alfie.S never let me down
Bun it, pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek, hell nah
Go on my knees for a fed or gyal (never)
I'll never forget that day I seen the news
About them couple jurats that came on endz
And left in wet clothes looking all red
Bun it, pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek, hell nah
Go on my knees for a fed or gyal (never)
I'll never forget that day I seen the news
About them couple jurats that came on endz
And left in wet clothes looking all red
I just done me a work out, tryna work out where the fuck my paigons went
I could've caught me a case round there now back round there tryna do it again (again)
One got cheffed, the other two left (dickhead)
And didn't once look back for their friend (ughh)
Fuck the bando, get the bankrolls - the life I live is no pretend
I tend to pull it back and let it bend, bend
Bend your back baby, dig it (dig it)
Buss' her open & do her friend, (mm hmm)
If her friend say she ain't with it, is it
Grab your bag and grab your friend (get out)
Wha di rass you ain't even peng
Don't come back doing up beg friend (dread)
Bro O got Cali packs there for the lighting, (suu suu!) roll two in a coo zoot
Turn man funny, Mike Myers (ha ha) and it aint a joke, you know
Cozy ain't one for lying (no no)
Backstrap the zoot, boo
Soar higher than planes, no flying!
(Soar higher than planes, no flying)
Bun it, pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek, hell nah
Go on my knees for a fed or gyal (never)
I'll never forget that day I seen the news
About them couple jurats that came on endz
And left in wet clothes looking all red
Pass it (pass)
I'll be lying if I said it
To a dirty hoe if she filthy (no way)
Them drugs they better than bitches (on clive!)
Hit the next shipment and it's all clean
Inadvertently we make thee' pees
She acting bookey so I burned that bridge (how?)
I'll be crazy if I cheffed that neek (splash)
Cause I got "luko" with the TW face hat
And he gon grab man for free
When you see your girl in the snaps of the bando
Know she getting no Ds for free
If you're Harry McGuire
My retaliation rate makes me Thierry Henry
Cause I sold 14 packs in Paris
Now your bro a blimey statistic
I don't wanna get pissed off in the club
It's why we smoking all day on the clock
Plug named abdi, 2 flat kilos still on the run
Lace dress undone, same one you copped her
She moved to me
Pushing Qs on the low?
How you gonna lie about being active
Bun it, pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek, hell nah
Go on my knees for a fed or gyal (never)
I'll never forget that day I seen the news
About them couple jurats that came on endz
And left in wet clothes looking all red
Left him back that's man down (down)
Knicked a dove of his man
wanna come down thats part of the plan
You ain never gonna seen me with a clown (clown)
Turks with cakes that's where I be (free)
EB trapped and he made them pees (rah)
Proff weren't green so I told em leave
We fried your man but you got the greaze (big smoke)
10 bag for the put down (down)
See sugar moving mad
I'ma buss a cap in his boy 'fore his drinks gone down, (on, God)
Then he knows I'm mad
Leaving him with something mores like a story that's his life
Then we'll roll like poly olly
nigga that's on Clive
Bun it, pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek, hell nah
Go on my knees for a fed or gyal (never)
I'll never forget that day I seen the news
About them couple jurats that came on endz
And left in wet clothes looking all red
Credits
Writer(s): Oluwajuwalo Dabiri
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